suddenly: soirée.

[fuckyousoleil]

[On this abnormally cool summer's evening in Camp Fuck You Die, an elaborate tent has been set up just outside the carnival. At 7PM sharp, everything in the carnival lights up - the ferris wheel, the strands of festive lights strung around the Tunnel of Love, even the haunted house are all illuminated. The atmosphere appears to be welcoming,

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[im_impulse]

*it's always ironic for a speedster to arrive late, especially when he's trying to loosen the tie like it's about to choke him*

Aww man, I hope I didn't miss her out front. I wasn't supposed to pick her up if I didn't know where she stayed right?!

[comesquickly]

[WAS ALSO HAVING TIE TROUBLES but has it mostly under control now. these things suck and are not meant for fidgety people.]

Hey, Impulse! Who're you looking for?

[im_impulse]

*ties + speedsters = guaranteed choking experience*

A girl! Well, this girl in particular who invited me--except she said I invited her, but I didn't ask, I think she said I said it with my body? Anyway, she's 'bout this high and got short black hair and can kung fu fight really well!

[comesquickly]

...You asked her with your body?

[im_impulse]

I didn't know I was asking! She can read fidgeting or something like sign language and it was really fast so when she said I did what was I supposed to say back?

[comesquickly]

[ continuation!]